Nov 4, 2023 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies
When I open my walletto show my paperspay moneyor check the time of a trainI look at your face.The flower’s pollenis older than the mountainsAravis is youngas mountains go.The flower’s ovuleswill be seeding stillwhen Aravis then agedis no more than a hill.The flower...
Jul 24, 2021 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies
As I was going down impassive Rivers,I no longer felt myself guided by haulers:Yelping redskins had taken them as targetsAnd had nailed them naked to colored stakes. I was indifferent to all crews,The bearer of Flemish wheat or English cottonsWhen with my haulers this...
Oct 24, 2020 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
White Snail.- (Silence.) (A young lady with a lace parasol comes along counting her steps. Upon reaching a little brook, she hesitates. Then she jumps.) Black Snail.- (Silence.) (The rat has crossed the river. The bad rat. The rat that devours the tender rootlets.)...
Oct 17, 2020 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
PORTRAIT A child draws the outline of a body.She draws what she can, but it is white all through,she cannot fill in what she knows is there.Within the unsupported line, she knowsthat life is missing; she has cutone background from another. Like a child,she turns to...
Aug 8, 2020 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies
Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all...
Apr 25, 2020 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. And now you could...